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Yeah, look where I landed, I did this without no antics I chased all my dreams and still took care of the family How many niggas you know on that type of time I put caution on these flows and niggas still ignore the signs There's substance in every line You just gotta break it down and do time It pays off and you get something from this grind, uh I'm trying to tell you cause I'm a product of the hustle to feel a certain joy in life There's something you gotta suffer I got it out the gutter when it was rain, sleet, or snow If you ain't never take a chance, then how could you ever know I'm going against the grain, so much that I overcame I'm numb to this pain, it's feeling like novocaine, uh On the horizon, my dream and faith colliding The way she drive the boat, I hope she ready for Poseidon The stars are realigning, it's all about the timing I get even a little, but I'm far from compromising I could never, that's going against genetics They tried to tell my story, so I had to change the setting This is all from manifesting, all from reinvesting From knowing self-worth and never taking nothing less than But if I did, it's all coming on the back end Cut from a different cloth, this is high-end fashion This high-end rapping, it's low-key tragic You give them songs like these, but they won't call it a classic It's all madness, John Madden, uh I run the game, but I still passed them That's not a hating-ass nigga I could take a sack from Being broke is a joke, look at the money we left up, uh Played my position through this whole entire mission Was giving it all I got when really it's God giving It's going how I predicted, nigga, we back in business And looking at my history, I'm someone you gotta mention The facts are there, the stats are there But when you move the way I move, do you actually care I seen love hate niggas and hate love niggas If we ain't on the same track, my nigga can't run with ya I'm running at a pace where this life gon' change I paid attention to everything, you know the price gon' change You know they taxing niggas for being black, my nigga The way I got here, my nigga, it wasn't accidental I had to force the issue, the Lord ain't coming to get you He won't save you from these trials and tribulations But I don't need to be saved, I just need to endure There's money growing on me, dawg, cause I been trying to mature I been trying to get my dawgs to see it all We can't go to different heights if you don't understand the fall It's all part of the plan, I'm going hard as I can They was taking shots at me when I was just taking a chance Damn
Writer(s): Lamar Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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